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Coincidences & Fulfilled Frustrations.: Love, Life and Intelligence
Upon reaching the age of legality, I had this notion that I’ve known myself enough and that won’t change already until I grow up. Although lots of people say that I look like a kid, which I actually see as a good thing, I see myself mature enough regarding handling things on my own and solving…
Sensibility.
We make mistakes more often than we would want to, intentionally. It’s human nature, I guess. Yet, we seem to be in awe every time we find ourselves committing one. Defense mechanisms fail to impress as we end up miserable for a brief while but optimistic of the fact that we “learned” something. Keep moving forward. It’s never over.
You came unexpectedly, But I know that it would be someone like you that I will say I love you. I used to fall in love but never when you hold me with your arms, you never let me fall.. it was you who meet me halfway. I feel love in many ways I can’t ever count. Even when you’re not around, you always let me feel you. You seems like the air, always there to let me live. I am very bless, that God sent me someone like you.
Every time I think of you.. I smile, I thank that I have you. You inspire me in a way that I don’t have to change for something I’m not instead to something I can be in the best way I can.
You believe in me. You let me live in my own. You’re always there to understand me. To listen to me, to have faith in everything I do and never give up.
You never got mad, you ask.
You never got jealous, you trust.
You never talk, you chase.
You never let me wait, you’re on time.
You never let me disappoint you, you never expect.
I easily give up, but you never.
I nag, you tame.
I’m hurt, you hug.
I can’t, you pursue.
I’m bad, you embrace.
I hate, you love.
I cry, you smile.
There are Billions of People in earth and I’m one of the luckiest people of them all to have. No one can ever tell how long it takes, but it doesn’t matter ‘because to have this feeling is such a blessing. You’re not the perfect and even the best because you’re not comparable. Being with you feels like forever and I want to say that every day I LOVE YOU. :’’>
This is so utopian. Never true. TSK.
Sometimes, being alone does not mean that you are lonely. People must understand that you just need time for yourself. To think, to realize and to see things according to your own perspective without others’ opinion and reactions.
Indie Love
I’ve never been a fan of independent films, or just films in general. In most films that I’ve watched, I always end up asleep in most parts of the movie—either my attention isn’t caught enough or the cinema is just a good slumber hub. But as I stumbled upon The Buzz awhile ago, Boy Abunda’s interview with Eugene Domingo made me glued on the boob tube. Uge’s witty responses and unique POV on films, the theater industry, and artists wowed me. She stars in a hit Cinemalaya entry “Ang Babae sa Septic Tank” which reaped laurels at the end of the film festival. I want to watch this on. It will run in theaters nationwide on August 3. Let’s?
You must be special if I…
- Sing on the phone with you.
- Stay up late to talk to you.
- Share food with you.
- Say I love you before I hang up.
- Let you call me names.
- Give you a nickname.
- Text you good morning and good night.
Check lahat oh. ;P
(Source: brandello, via illusionistfag)
Triste
I’m an only child—one whose expectations from people around around me are on an all time high. I know I can meet those effortlessly, yet human nature makes me vulnerable to stress of various types. I am strong but weak at the same time. Unfortunately, brothers and/or sisters are luxuries I couldn’t afford so the tendency is to cling to people nearest to me—my best friends.
I call them my BB’s. Best buddies, booze buddies, name it. They are it.
As the oldest one in the bunch, there is a need to step up as the more mature “kuya”. They call on me as their confidant, adviser, or just a random UBE (ultimate bonding experience) tagmate. For a little over two years now, I’ve learned that you don’t need a biological family to feel you have one. Sometimes, you just have to treasure the people who cares for you most, and accepts you for who you are—the good, the bad, and the ugly.
Just recently, stress has taken over me—thesis, school stuff, family problems, name it and I have it. My coping mechanisms have proven to be inefficient as I channeled my depression and stress towards my BB’s. At first, I didn’t mind and pride was my armor. We got into a misunderstanding and a cold “war” ensued. KC and Brix were caught in the middle and that made me guilty. I even thought of taking an LOA from our friendship but realized that it’s quite impossible. I had to think rationally and came up to the decision to swallow my pride and apologize. I had to accept my vulnerability and to do something to make it right. That is why I’m writing this blog.
BB’s SEF and JELO, I’m sorry. I don’t want to even go back to the reason this started. I’m just so down these past days that I tend to do/say something I don’t mean. I’m sorry.
I can keep my pride for love but never for you. I miss you both.
—Eki.
Spectrum.
It’s raining again. I can’t wait for it to stop and for the rainbow to come out. The same goes with my friends. I want to see all of them when the storm calms. I miss them. Badly.
(c) Karl Christian Salazar
